Ian Wallace - Guitar, Music & Lyrics
Jared Nel - Guitar
Phil Smulian - Vocals
Bass and Drums were programmed by Ian

They will hunt you

They will find you

They will make you wish that you were not born

They will find you

They will hurt you

They will break all the bones in your body

They will find you

They will kill you

They will bleed you right there where you stand

They will find and hurt you

They will find and maim you

They will find and kill you

They will find and destroy you

The pain and agony

Is all that you will feel

Your wish for death

That they will grant you

They will find and hurt you

They will find and kill you

They will find and maim you

They will find and destroy you

Once the hunter

Now the hunted

The advantage now the other way round

Without weapons

Intoxicated

You stumble about aimlessly and scared

You will be tracked

They have your scent

Your pathetic body is ripped to shreds

Chorus

Time to avenge

All those you killed

Nature purges every one of you

Your selfishness

Inconsideration

Comes back to haunt you on this day

Your end in sight

Good riddance they say

Your time here now is at its end

Chorus